The leisurely countryside of the live broadcasting mountain master

Chapter 139 Began to Be a Miracle Doctor
It doesn't take much time to make dumplings, especially for some people who often make dumplings.

However, Yu Yishan told Little Tutu and the others to pack it slowly, not in a hurry.

So they are more cautious when making dumplings, and even try to keep the size and folds of each dumpling as consistent as possible.

Yu Yishan did not express any opinion on their operation.

It doesn't matter anyway.

He was chatting with Liu Jianguo at the table now, and the chefs around him looked at him with contempt.

This is definitely a horse master in the restaurant world.

"Mr. Liu has advanced liver cancer?"

Yu Yishan asked casually, as if asking, are you wearing a Rolex?

Liu Jianguo's heart moved: "Yes...Mr. Cook God seems to be a genius doctor, right?"

Yu Yishan smiled modestly: "Master Liu doesn't count as a genius doctor, does Mr. Liu know about me?"

Liu Jianguo nodded: "Know a thing or two, my housekeeper showed me some information yesterday, and there are still many videos of Lord Shan on the Internet..."

"Hahaha……"

Yu Yishan laughed a few times triumphantly: "Oh, it's all the love of friends in the world, but... the content on the Internet is quite true, haha..."

Liu Jianguo also chuckled twice.

Yu Yishan put away his smile and said solemnly: "So, your liver cancer is a piece of cake in my hands, easier than making dumplings."

"Oh?"

Liu Jianguo was a little surprised. He sat up in the wheelchair, and his eyes became much sharper.

"Mr. Yu is not joking?"

"What's the joke about this kind of thing?"

"Can you cure my...liver cancer?"

"Can't be cured."

Yu Yishan shook his head and said meaningfully: "However, I can make it so it won't get worse."

Liu Jianguo cheered up: "Mr. Yu means..."

Yu Yishan sighed: "I am good at acupuncture and moxibustion of traditional Chinese medicine. There is really no good way to treat cancer, but... I can control your condition, so that your liver can continue to function, and it will not continue to deteriorate. There is a degree of recovery…”

"Oh?"

"Well, it's impossible, it's impossible to be better in this life... But, you can still have a long life in this life..."

Yu Yishan stared at Liu Jianguo's face for a few seconds, and said, "I guess you can live another 30 to [-] years."

"This……"

Liu Jianguo was a little stunned.

Butler Liu asked anxiously from the side: "Is what Mr. Yu said true? What kind of treatment is needed? Acupuncture and moxibustion will do?"

"Yes, acupuncture will do."

"Then... please Mr. Yu give us Mr. Liu an injection. As long as Mr. Yu's words are true, as long as Mr. Liu's condition can be controlled, the diagnosis and treatment fee will definitely not be a problem!"

Both Butler Liu and Liu Jianguo became a little excited.

Yu Yishan shrugged: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's just a small matter, I never brag, I will give you a few needles later... Ah, let's have breakfast first, the dumplings are almost ready."

Yu Yishan smiled at the two of them, then meanderingly walked towards the temporary kitchen.

The live broadcast room became lively again.

"Shan Ye's operation... he actually started to be a miracle doctor again!"

"Shan Ye's medical skills are very good, he can also do acupuncture!"

"There is nothing in this world that Master Shan doesn't know!"

"Even cancer can be cured? That's incredible."

"Shan Ye didn't say he could cure cancer, he said he could control cancer..."

"This is almost the same as being cured. Isn't the most terrifying thing about cancer is death? Before cancer is discovered, don't everyone live like a normal person!"

"If Lord Shan can cure Liu Jianguo, countless patients will run to him for help."

"If Liu Jianguo dares to say that the dumplings are not delicious, Master Shan will not treat him!"

"Ha, Master Shan is absolutely amazing!"

……

Yu Yishan meandered to the temporary kitchen. Little Tutu's family had already made dozens of dumplings, and the water in the pot was boiling.

"I packed so much..."

Yu Yishan scratched his face: "Liu Jianguo must not finish eating."

"It's ok!"

Little Rabbit's father said: "You can also let other people... those big chefs taste the dumplings you cooked."

Yu Yishan chuckled: "That's it...then let's cook the dumplings!"

"How to cook it?"

"You can cook it as you usually do."

"Put it in the water?"

"Ahem...that's right, put it in the water."

Yu Yishan rolled up his sleeves helplessly, and threw the dumplings into the tumbling water one by one.

Little Rabbit's father watched Yu Yishan's every movement carefully, for fear of missing any great details.

"Uncle, don't be so nervous, I don't have any special operations, just like you usually cook dumplings."

"Oh."

Father Little Rabbit nodded, but still maintained a high level of attention.

Yu Yishan sighed helplessly: "Well, the next step may be a little different from what you usually do."

He picked up a big bowl and began to put salt, monosodium glutamate, chicken essence, a little light soy sauce, a small lump of lard, a large handful of chopped green onions into the bowl...

The little Tutu family watched Yu Yishan's operation with all their attention, and then their eyes widened in surprise.

"This……"

Without saying a word, Yu Yishan picked up a spoon, took a scoop of rich bone broth from the soup pot, and poured it into a bowl.

The seasoning melted, and the thick onion fragrance hit the face.

Little Rabbit's father took a deep breath, and said again: "The sauerkraut, mustard..."

"No more, the thing I bought smells like potion..."

Yu Yishan shook his head.

Soon, the dumplings were cooked, and Yu Yishan scooped them up with a colander, no matter how many there were, and poured them directly into the bowl.

Then, holding the dumplings in one hand and the chopsticks and spoon in the other, he swaggered towards the shed in the hall.

Little Tutu and the others hurriedly turned off the fire, picked up the remaining dumplings, and hurriedly followed.

As soon as Yu Yishan entered his yard, everyone's eyes were on him.

Seeing the bowl of dumplings in his hand, the scene suddenly became noisy.

"OK OK……"

"I'm coming……"

"Finally done..."

"I'll know the result soon..."

The chirping sound filled Yu Yishan's ears, and it was all nonsense.

He carried the dumplings with a smile, walked into the shed, and gently placed the dumpling bowl in front of Liu Jianguo.

"Okay, this is the bowl of dumplings you ate at the street stall back then. The most natural ingredients, the most traditional craftsmanship, and the most original taste..."

Yu Yishan couldn't think of any boastful words.

Just talking and not practicing fake moves, everything has to be done with facts.

He handed the chopsticks and spoon to Liu Jianguo, and sat down opposite Liu Jianguo with a smile: "Eat slowly, don't worry, you can still eat the dumplings I cooked for decades!"

Li Jianguo's face was rosy, and he took the chopsticks and spoons with slightly trembling hands.

He leaned in front of the bowl and took a deep breath, ah, the familiar and long-lost onion scent...

He picked up the spoon, gently scooped up a spoonful of dumpling soup, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

Great attention!

Everyone was looking at his expression, not even daring to take a breath.

The air seemed to freeze, and time seemed to stand still.

Liu Jianguo's expression suddenly changed...

(End of this chapter)